My Poetry.

The bleeding never stopped,
The rush of blood pierced my veins,
Making my heart turn over,
Making my mind insane,
The pain will always be there,
The scar exposed like flesh,
I’m not sure who I am anymore,
I’m not sure what’s best,
It’s the feeling that won’t pass,
It’s the ache that will forever last.
--alyson
 
Allyysonn Allyysonn
13-15, F
Jul 25, 2010